You never get over it, but you get to where it doesn't bother you so much.

I'm constantly having doubts and moments of depression and then excitement and then back into the slough of despond.

Her eyes watered and she was a foot taller than any of her sisters, mostly because of the length of her neck which would one day hang from the end of a rope

You never get over it, but you get to where it doesn't bother you so much.

You don't understand me. I'm a teenager. I've got problems!

and she had succeeded, on the second try, in hurling herself out of the world

So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And call it love.